A new day dawned in the Yu Clan.
After the electrifying buzz of the tournament, everything had returned to normal — or as normal as it got in a clan full of cultivators.
Outside, male disciples lined up beneath the early light, basking in their daily dose of vitamin Y (Yang energy), absorbing the warmth like sunflowers in field.
Birds chirped overhead, their melodies weaving through the trees, while fish swam valiantly upstream, possibly training for their own cultivation breakthrough.
Inside his room, Yu Xuan sat cross-legged… reading a very suspicious book.
He immediately stuffed it under his pillow the reason? Unknown and highly classified.
[A/N: I am trying new things, surprise at last.]
Today, he had woken from a surprisingly exhausting sleep.
His body ached slightly, but his mind felt refreshed — sharper, lighter. As he gazed out at the peaceful morning scenery, he sighed with contentment.
'I could get used to this,' he thought.
And he meant it.
